Overruled - Mary Bloom and Cassandra York (Complete)

[Darius 2.0]

Jostling her captive around while continuing to go to town on her big boobs Mary was having the time of her life. She couldn't believe that only minutes ago she had been trying to stop this from happening. It seemed so silly now. After all, Cassandra didn't seem to mind it. THe lawyer certainly didn't seem to be protesting much. In fact she seemed pretty docile at the moment, resting her head against Mary's shoulder as she was. Mary smiled blissfully. The way Cassandra was resting against her, legs wrapped loose around Mary's waist, made it look like she was carrying a sleeping child. Well, a very tuckered out child at the very least.

"Shhhhh, it's okay...." Mary whispered to Cassandra with another teasing shake. "I can do the spar on my own. It's more fun that way anyway." Mary giggled a little before nuzzling Cassandra's kiss covered chest again. "I'm so glad we took this meeting together. I'm getting so much out of it..."

Now that the lawyer was practically limp in her arms Mary would loosen the bearhug some and gently carry Cassandra in her arms. She would easily carry her closer to the woman's expensive looking desk, then start to lower her down upon it. Mary would lay Cassandra's upperbody against the surface of the desk, knocking away office equipment as she needed to, and would then pin the woman's hands down upon it. Cassandra's lower body would remain on the floor and Mary would step over it, hovering over the lawyer as she pinned her hands to the desk, an excited smile on her face.

Without further ado Mary would lower that big bust f hers on top of Cassandra's face, applying a massive breast smother to the woman on top of her own desk!!

[Shura]

Jostled and rocked around like a doll toy Cassandra was losing touch with her surroundings. It's not that she had given up on resisting but she no longer had the physical nor mental resources to do so. Then the squeezing dance came to a stop, air was reaching her lungs once again and the pressure on her ribs relieved. The lawyer took a deep breath as Mary set her down onto her desk. Her vision cleared a little and some of her strength seemed to be coming back.

Still, Mary was such in an advantageous position, and her strength so formidable that she had no issu at all pinning Cassandra's wrists against the desk's surface despite the lawyer's attempts at freeing them. No amount of wriggling and pushing could make the dominant blonde's hands move away.

"Lemme go... you need us..." Cassandra yelped before realizing what was going to happen. Her brief window at breathing freely was coming to an end as she witnessed Mary's immense bust droping right onto her face. First light disappeared, then sounds and air. Mary's unbelievable chest swallowed Cassandra's entire head, leaving only a strand of her long dark hair visible as an evidence of its presence somewhere between those giant juggs and the desk. The sheer weight of Mary's mammoth breasts was enough to keep Cassandra's head pinned against the desk.

Deprived of air, trapped in 1st class a pillowy prison, her wrists firmly pinned and her legs flailing about the lawyer was once again unable to put up an effective defense against Mary's relentless assaults.

[Darius 2.0]

Like twin meteors Mary's sweater clad breasts would come down upon Cassandra's face, landing and perfectly forming around Cassandra's features. The weight of them alone would be shocking and if Mary wasn't already pinning Cassandra's hands she probably easily could have just pinned her down with her boobs. While pinning Cassandra's hands Mary would entwine their fingers together as if they were lovers while still keeping them firmly pressed against the desk, ensuring they would not move from their designated spot. Mary meanwhile was giggling like a schoolgirl as the lawyer kicked and writhed underneath her. It would do her no good but it was cute to watch.

"I do need you...." Mary would whisper down to Cassandra, though she doubted the amazon could hear her as they only sign of her head that was left was a small tuff of brunette hair poking out between her breasts. "I need you right where you are. So just surrender to it. Let it happen...."

Mary would soon add another predicament to Cassandra's plight. Her feet still planted on the ground on either side of Cassandra Mary would kick off the open toed shoes she wore, leaving her barefoot. With a smile Cassandra would never see the blonde would bring one of her now bare feet to rub gently between Cassandra's legs. She would try to get under the business skirt the woman wore and right to her panties to probe and gently tease Cassandra.

Of course all this would happen while Cassandra was being deprived of much need oxygen as Mary continued to drain her chosen victim.

[Shura]

Cassandra couldn't see anything, barely hear anything but she could feel much! Never had she been held down and pinned by such a mighty rack. Even simply turning her head to her left and right seemed like an almost impossible task given the heavy pressure that Mary's incredible breasts' weight alone was applying! And even if she managed to do so she'd be still unable to breathe as her head was entirely encased in boobs. Up, left and right, what ever direction she was facing Cassandra would only find boobs.

She could also feel Mary moving, her blonde tormentor was probably cooking new tricks... The answer didn't take too long to come. Cassandra suddenly felt something rubbing on the inside of her thighs and sliding up to her crotch! And of course it didn't stop there, the thing, it felt like a foot, was probing and pressing against her panties! That woman is a demon, she thought. A sensual one, but a demon nonetheless. The stimulation made her arch her body violently. Cassandra would have also screamed loudly if she could. Though her agitation would only be temporary as it was only a matter of time before the lack of oxygen would put her to sleep.

[Darius 2.0]

Mary loved to tease and mess with her victims when she had them at her mercy. Watching them cave in to their biological needs was a part of Mary's already guilty pleasure. Her foot rubbing against Cassandra's sex slowly and sensually was proof of that and although Mary couldn't see Cassandra's face, seeing as how it was surrounded by boobs, Mary imagined the woman was having some rather conflicting feelings at the moment.

Mary licked her lips as she held the smother tight, waiting for Cassandra's struggles to begin to slow. She couldn't imagine it would take long. In some cases it took Mary only a few seconds before her victims succumbed to the smothering power of her breasts and drifted off to dreamland. Fortunately for Cassandra the blonde amazon's goal was not to knock her unconscious. Not yet anyway. Mary would instead wait patiently until Cassandra's struggles slowed to a crawl and just when it seemed like she was about to go under Mary would lift her massive chest of the woman's face.

"No sleeping yet," Mary declared in a sing-song voice, winking down at Cassandra before she would release her pinned hands and let the lawyer slump to the floor against the side of the desk. Mary would then kneel beside Cassandra and with a cheeky grin would set to work relieving the woman of her professional looking business attire. The blonde imagined Cassandra would be pretty docile after such a long smother so if Cassandra didn't stop her Mary would remove her clothes piece by piece until the woman was down to nothing but her undergarments.

[Shura]

Just when Cassandra was about to go limp Mary "saved" her from suffocation by lifting her humongous chest from the lawyer's face. Cassandra was still in another world when air filled her lungs again. She could still smell the intoxicating scent of Mary's endless cleavage long after she was released from it. And the feeling of that, soft yet remarkably firm for breasts of that size, boob mass pressing against her face. And not to mention the sweater's knitted pattern printed on her cheeks and forehead.

Cassandra let herself slide on the side of the desk as she couldn't stand on her own. It was another short period of calm before the next storm. "Nnn... don't..." She said with a feeble voice when she realized that she was being stripped of her clothes! She laboriously lifted a hand and tried to grab Mary's wrists and stop her but even if she managed to get a hold on them she wouldn't have the strength to prevent the blonde from moving her hands as freely as she liked. First her jacket went off, then her blouse, her skirt... until she was left in just her black lace panties and plus size bra.

[Darius 2.0]

Piece by piece Mary would peel Cassandra's clothes off her body until the lawyer was on the floor in her underwear. To her credit Mary would neatly fold Cassandra's clothes up for her and place them off to the side, out of sight and out of mind. Once that was done Mary would look over the sexy prize before her. The blonde no longer had to use her imagination when it came to the brunette's body. In fact the real thing was much better than Mary's imagination! Cassandra was indeed an amazon of a woman with a tight looking body.

"There, doesn't that feel so much better?" Mary asked with a big grin looking at Cassandra's weary face. "I can't beleive you were hiding all this from me under that suit! You're amazing! You have the perfect body for squas - er......sparring!" Mary would tilt her head a reach out to give Cassandra a congratulatory pat on the head. "I hope you don't mind if I keep my clothes on. After seeing you I'm just a little bit self conscious..."

Mary would then stand up from her kneeling position and hop herself up onto the surface of Cassandra's desk. She would seat herself on the edge of it, her long legs dangling off the side just beside where Cassandra was slumped over. Mary would then reach down and grab for Cassandra's head. Spreading her legs (and flashing a bit of her white panties under her skirt as she did so) the blonde bombshell would pull Cassandra's head in between them and once she did that those long powerful limbs would close upon Cassandra like a jail cell. Crossing her feet at the ankles Mary's legs would tighten around the lawyer's head and neck in classic headscissor. Still seated upon the edge of the the desk Mary's big thighs would close in around Cassandra like a tightening noose...

[Shura]

As predicted it was only a short respite for the exhausted lawyer. Mary just didn't want to stop until she'd had enough, and it seemed that there was still a long way to go before she reached that point where she'd consider it to be enough.

"But... what do you want...?" breathed Cassandra when Mary lifted her for another round of one sided 'sparring'. This time legs were on the menu. More specifically, thunder thighs. Cassandra clung how she could to Mary's long and shapely legs, she would have liked to slip a hand between them to create a bit of space for her to breathe but it was no different from her previous attempts to save herself from the blonde's onslaught: useless. The blonde's thighs exuded power, Cassandra could feel incredibly powerful muscles flex under their soft and silky smooth surface. Well, at least she got to explore them a little before another inevitable dive into near-unconsciousness.

"Calm down it's gonna be over soon..." Cassandra repeated to herself as her strength was once again being drained out of her body. Her face had turned even reder and drool was forming on the corner of her lips as her tormentor was squeezing her head and neck between these python like legs. Unfortunately for her Mary seemed to be an expert at exerting the right amount of pressure to make sure her holds were inescapable but also only rendered her victims unconscious when she decided so.

[Darius 2.0]

Mary leaned back on her palms upon the desk as she applied a devastatingly tight squeeze to Cassandra's head. If the lawyer thought the blonde's arms were strong than she would be doubly impressed by the strength in those thick legs. Inner thigh muscles that Mary knew just how to manipulate would come down on Cassandra's head and neck, constricting like pythons. The flesh looked soft but underneath was the hard steel of muscle, as Cassandra's clining hands would feel upon Mary's bare skin. From where she sat on the desk and where Cassandra's sat on the floor, all Mary would see of the brunette was the back of her head poking out between her thighs, looking to the blonde like Cassandra had been decapitated by her legs.

Already Mary could feel the lawyer starting to fade in her hold. If she wanted to Mary easily could have knocked her unconscious. But Mary didn't want to. So once again before Cassandra could feel the sweet release of unconsciousness Mary would loosen her scissorhold, giving the poor woman time to breath. "Aw, you poor little thing," Mary would coo and would begin to gently run her hand through Cassandra's long hair, giving the woman an almost loving petting. "I know, my spars can get a little intense. I just can't help myself. I see a girl or guy I like and I just want to squish them!" Mary would reach down to wipe some of the drool from Cassandra's cheek. "You get it, right?"

Almost immediately after speaking with Cassandra Mary's legs would snap tight around her again, returning the headscissor to its previous power. Mary would keep the squeeze going until she felt Cassandra start to weaken again then would abruptly release it.....only to start squeezing all over again once Cassandra had recovered enough. The blonde would keep this cruel game going for several minutes, squeezing the lawyer to near unconsciousness and then stopping just before she went out, then start the whole process over again....

[Shura]

For Cassandra it was all blanks followed by brief moments of consciousness, like having her head shoved underwater then pulled out, then re-plunged and pulled and so on and on... And all that at the hands of a woman whose stunning beauty was only rivalled by her perversity and incredible strength. These thighs felt like they could bend steel between them.

Cassandra's body would be animated with convulsions every time Mary resumed her squeezing and seemed to revive a little each time she released. And every time Cassandra regained some semblance of consciousness it was with an opposite feeling: anger then relief, frustration then anticipation, hatred then awe... "crazy... bitch..." The lawyer wished she were in another place right now but she also secretly admired how easily Mary had dominated her in such an impressive display of power and sensuality.